The brilliant lights, reflected in the wine in the glass, were colorful and so dazzling. I don't know what to think, but a wry smile hangs on his decadent cheek from time to time.

Maybe it's the realization that I've drunk a lot of alcohol today, after drinking the few drinks left in the glass. The sergeant, who took his wallet out of his pocket, was ready to pay the bill. I just took out the euro and pressed it under the cup, just as I was about to leave. The bartender, who went and returned, said politely:

"Sir, the gentleman at the third desk has already paid for you. Following the bartender's arm, the sergeant staggered and turned to look into the dark corner directly ahead.

At this time, a man with an oriental face raised his arms while holding up the wine glass in front of the table. The sergeant, whose pupils continued to dilate, and then contracted rapidly, suddenly felt a sense of powerless frustration.

Feel yourself with a high chair that can be rotated. The moment the soles of his feet hit the ground, the sergeant felt that his legs were a little weak. I don't know if it's because of the strength of the wine, or if it's this frustration that makes him unable to face it.

At this moment, the personal phone in the sergeant's pocket suddenly rang. He took out his mobile phone and looked at the number. was stunned for a moment, and then looked up at Xiao Sheng on the other side with an indifferent face. I was stunned for a moment before I got on the phone! I don't know what the other party said over the phone. After a long time, the sergeant only replied:

"I've already seen him......" hung up his phone.

The call was made by Wilson, who still had a hint of illusion, and still hoped that a timely contact with Guò would allow the sergeant to escape the catastrophe. You must know that the agreement between Wilson and the CIA or Lao Mei was completed by Sergeant Guò. Once he burped, Wilson lost his mind about how much the contract was worth.

But when he heard the sergeant's deep answer, Wilson, who hung up the phone, had a wry smile on his face. When he looked at Holmes again, he repeated the sentence he had just paraphrased Xiao Sheng:

"Whoever offends my Hanwei will be punished even if he is far away......"

Knowing that the situation had developed at this time, Wilson, who was already hopeless, swallowed deeply and spit. Silence in the shadow of the 'rout'. Holmes, who got up on the other side, patted him on the shoulder. Accompanied by the guards, he walked straight out of the club.

Sporadic raindrops, falling on his face. The blue eyes can vaguely distinguish the direction of the raindrops through the street lamp. Holmes, who sighed for a long time, didn't know what he was feeling. The smile that appeared on his face was mixed with a little bitterness and a little more gratification.

Bitterness, it was the young man who really counted himself. He was sold, and he had to help him say good things......! For many years, Western Europe, and even the whole of Europe, has not become a storm because of a certain person. It's not that no one doesn't want to, it's that they can't do it. But after tonight, the 'Facebook' that has been 'disappeared' for so many years is destined to become famous again.

What doesn't change is the codename, and what changes is the person who inherits it. It seems far-fetched to use 'fight to become famous' to describe what he did. If you think about it, it hasn't stopped here since he came to Monaco.

People outside say that he is stunned and doesn't know how to be flexible. But in Holmes's view, he is the real 'wise fool'. Behind the ever-bright smile is a mind that is difficult for you to capture.

'Hiding a knife in a smile' is a description of a villain...... Maybe he's a villain, but he's also a real villain. He made no secret of his desires. Even in this matter, he emphasized more than once - Sergeant, must die.

But many people think he's talking in his dreams. I don't explain, I still smile...... But he raised his right arm little by little, and at the last moment, he suddenly struck out and hit these people in the face.

"My name is Xiao Sheng, code name Facebook. You should have checked my information, don't call me Nalan Evil Young ......" recalled that when we first met, he introduced himself. Time seemed to freeze at that time more than a month ago.

No one remembers his name, and maybe 'Facebook' is only in memory. But after tonight, who would dare to deny his existence and question his deterrent?

"We're all going to be the kind of people we hated the most when we were younger. I can't say why, but I've been vulgar. So, I want to unleash this passion while it's still happening. You can veto my words and deeds, but in deeds, I will prove to you whose world this is ......"

The simple and naïve 'big words' echo in my ears from time to time. Whenever Holmes thinks about this, there is always a sense of 'distortion'. But now, he has made this qiē a 'reality'.

"General, the car is ready. The guard, who wanted to hold up an umbrella for Holmes, kindly reminded him after he politely refused. Holmes, who came back to his senses, nodded with a smile. He took two steps forward, and then quickly turned his head to a stagnant state, and earnestly admonished:

"Inform the old fellows overnight that 'Carmen' will have an ecumenical, missionary proposal in the House of Representatives tomorrow. There is no room for mistakes, whoever is against it, just wait for the investigation of the second column. Don't force me to be mad!" The guard who heard the old general's words suddenly shouted the word 'yes' in awe.

On the way to the car, Holmes began to make phone calls one by one. Without further ado, it was conveyed directly according to Holmes's original words.

At this moment, many powerful people who have received the news and are waiting for the results. From this order, I have smelled 'catty'.

Old Berg was awakened by the phone from his sleep, answered the phone, and walked to the study without saying a word. Fair, who had just been separated from General Holmes, got the news from the parliamentarians. With his hands behind his back, he stared at the rainy night, not knowing what he was thinking, or regretting anything.

Ina, who had not returned from Lyon, accompanied her brother Hunter and sat quietly in the hall. They knew the news was a call from Wilson himself. The two siblings didn't know what to say or what to talk about. They glanced at each other and smiled helplessly.

The transformed Lille plays with the lighter in his hand. The scar at the corner of the eye is so hideous. The corners of his mouth rose slightly. He got up suddenly, and called his current housekeeper.

"Prepare a generous gift, and send it to Carmen in person tomorrow. Tell him that as long as I can reach Lille, Carmen is welcome to come here as a missionary, to the world. ”

The cartoon, which was a little drunk, put one hand on Song's shoulder beside him, and he hadn't spoken for a long time, muttered at this time:

"Any ideas? My former brother ......"